(Our World) Part 01

(Our World)
By Crusnick.

Ever asked yourself how the world would have been looked like?
If you could step into your own artistic world?

I will tell you how it could have looked like.

Artists have been all over this planet (earth) and made their work as their hobbies.
They dedicated their whole lives for one goal,
bring their view of life into lines and colours.
I believe that people have been struggling for decades doing so, but art must have been a way to relax ourselves.

I believe that every artist on this globe, share the same passion and love for art!
The same goal, to express themselves, to define, to be artistic, inspire, bring happiness, etc.

Before I going to let you all step into my world or perhaps yours too?!
I hope you will find what you’ve have been looking for, and maybe you will find it in my world.
Who knows…?
Many people have inspired me,
and I do inspire myself.
What I am going to tell you is something straight from my mind.
Thoughts that are limitless.
No boundaries.
The only boundary that exists is where concentration or focus leaves the artist.
Sadly I did experience this myself, like many others people.
But many of you have been great help.
I started when I was young, and stopped drawing when I faced personal problems.
At that point, you are blocked from inspiration.
I did draw, but out of stress or to relief myself.
But many of you have been there for me,
telling met to continue, not give up.
Doesn’t mean you have to be a friend of me,
If you show me your passion for art, and the gesture behind your artwork.
I will find peace in that.
I want to thank Deviant art for giving me a wonderful start in life.
It’s like they have given me a floor to stand on,
and every artist on there supported that floor as pillars.
Obviously there were enough people to support me.
And many of them have drawn a couple of lines on the floor and pillars.
To draw their secrets, their style, their life.
And tell me their stories.
It’s like Egypt with all their hidden secrets in all those tombs.
When I was young I couldn’t read those secrets.
And not much people were bothered to explain me them, only a small group of people.
They saw what I couldn’t see.
The possibility of art.
A world of art.
The older I did get, the wiser I did become.
My curiosity increased highly.
I had trouble sleeping,
I woke up suddenly with thoughts,
that I couldn’t explain.
I thought that this was bad.
Since I spoke about this to people around me,
and they looked baffled.
Except for my mother and brother,
they have listened to it.
And they knew what I was talking about.
Some more years passed,
I met many people online.
Artists.
I fell in love with one of them,
she isn’t not only very lovely,
she inspires me all day long.
I moved on,
left my country behind for her and me.
She helped me with many things.
Not only as an artist, but also as her boyfriend.
I’ve grown since the first day with her.
I never had so much dreams and inspiration in my life.
My life was turned upside down,
I regain strength.
And now I will share that journey with you all.
Since you all are inspirational!

Imagine that you’re sitting on a chair, in front of your computer or sitting at a table.
With a white canvas in front of you.
Just whatever you’re doing imagine you’re drawing, painting, all of that.

You should know,
In my world I see every artist as a warrior A FIGHTER !
A healer, a legend, inspirational figure.
We do avenge those who hurt others,
we heal the wounded with our work.
When this world turns against us,
we use our talent for them.
In other words we put efforts into our work.
To help others heal the wounded.
In history we did draw,
about how we lived.
How we died.
We expressed ourselves on paper.
We portrait other people, and legends.
Kings and Queens.
Hero’s.
People that died for us.
This has reached us, inspired us, and changed us.
It did a lot to us.
Now you’re still looking at a white canvas,
imagine the things I just said.
Imagine you in that white world.
A world that isn’t shaped yet.
But somehow, our brain is connected to the canvas.
And everything that inspires us will fill up that empty world.
That’s how we artist do work!
We look at the empty canvas and imagine what will be on there.
We maybe remember the inspiration.
Some people might be less inspired than others,
but there is always enough to dream about.
Everyone has dreams,
or ideas.
For now,
You’re still in that empty world.
Let the mind do its work.
Don’t hurry, inspiration takes time.
You remember a film you watched some days ago,
Suddenly you see a couple running in front of you from a group of bad looking guys.
They walk into nothing,
but somehow.
You know there will be an end to this story.
YOU’RE THE HERO OF THIS TALE.
It didn’t take me long before the canvas started to come to live.
Suddenly, a path started to rise from nothing.
You see stones and dirt.
You snap out of it for a minute,
and you look on your canvas before you.
For some reason,
there is a path, a road.
Drawn onto it.
You question yourself how this could have happen.
You see the people on it,
suddenly you realize that they reach the cliff.
The first thing that hits your mind,
Your hand moves to the canvas and draws a line.
You have no idea, what you just did.
But then you look closer at it,
And the simplest line you drawn turned into a bridge.
It rises up.
You see the detail in the bridge,
you see the wooden pillars.
The couple runs on it now,
still chased by a group of bandits.
This very moment,
you think of helping them out.

Be continued ( Will link the rest soon )